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What Ima hit you
You better duck

Im a bull in a china shop, how the uzi spit
Who we with, bros with and they like too legit
I got any time for your foolishness
Raw raps the same place where the sits
He the mofucker always sippin goose and
Stomp a rapper out, Timberland and shit
The left hand is I give you the with
The right hand is where I all of the ruthless shit
Survival of the fit or my little shit
My hands are of stone cut from that Madusa shit
Big chains, we was on that shit
Still roll with the kids I stole the Gucci
I punch you dead in the face so fuck the music
The guns command though, Hollywood shit
Yall aware yall on some shit
Let the beard
Yall are scared when I step inside the and shit
mofuckers cell roll on some sushi shit
Yall are cowards, yallll only talk on shit
This a ritual, Im on my voodoo shit

Find out whos the (Vinnie)
Rock and not
What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers duck

Death before dishonor, [?] yall are fake
I let the 4.5 blocka while I was [?]
Dead Sea the view from inside a grave
The dictionary of dominate
weak Germantown
Fat bull, but my pockets never out of
You a bitch, guard lock the gates
The Louis Vuitton bootleg, Prada
Im tryin to make the money that Madonna make
Eyes never lie, Im surprised that you not
Rhymes and one tape, record an in an hours
You a pile of waste, I see a sucker and
Cutting motherfuckers of, to consolidate
A thousand pounds of weightll your heart to
Its Armageddon for you motherfuckers, the date
Any bitch I meet that Ima copulate
My revolution will be met with Peter Toshs
Thats the that the God is tryin to populate
I can tell you how the Vodka
The 4.5 lift you, sent you into space